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bridges break (vii)

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Is it Real (Part 7)

Chapter Summary: Bucky takes care of the reader while Steve is still working. Steve sees the reader in a vulnerable state, and as much as he wants to protect her from all the pain, he questions his right to be with her. But it was never about his right to be beside you, it had always been about him wanting to. Someone is finally getting the closure.

Pairing:  Steve Rogers  X Reader

Warning/s: Anger; Drunk; Vomit; Angst; Panic

Number of Words:

A/N: Hi! I know it's been a long time since I updated, but I hope people are still reading this, because I feel that this is going to end soon (I'll just finish my Bucky one-shot planned for posting maybe for this week or next week) I hope you all enjoy!

Part 1 - Part 2- Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7

“Y/N’s drunk?!” Steve’s voice was so loud, Bucky pulls the earphone away from his ears.

“No need to shout, man.” Bucky retorts.

“I’m sorry. I’m— This is my fault. I never should’ve left her.”

“Steve. Calm down. You’re Y/N’s boyfriend not her guardian.” In the passenger seat, you were sleeping soundly, but your eyes were swollen. With his free hand, Bucky fixes the stray strands of hair on your face. “And this is Y/N that we’re talking about, she can handle anything… well except alcohol.”

“I should’ve punched the life out of that Tom guy.” Bucky adds.

“Tom?! Wait. What did he do to Y/N again?!” A tone of anger now present with Steve’s voice.

“I don’t know the whole story, but from what I saw, Y/N looked like she was trying hard to move on from what happened between her and Tom. And that jerk Tom… he’s... trying to win her back.” Bucky clenches his jaw and continues. “Listen, Steve. I try not to meddle between you and Y/N. But Y/N is important to me too. She was in pain, man. And I…” Bucky takes a deep breath. “ What Y/N needs right now isn’t just a best friend or a pretend boyfriend. Y/N needs something more than that…” Bucky clenches his jaw. “She needs you.”

“But Bucky. I’m not - I’m not what she wants.” The grip of Steve’s hands on his phone tightens, as his own voice echoes inside his head. I’m not what she… wants.

There was a moment of silence but Bucky finally cleared his throat. “We’ve arrived at the apartment building. I’ll just bring her to my room, buy something for her hangover on your way home.” He hangs up.

A loud thud echoed inside Steve’s office room after he threw his phone on his office table.

I’m not what she wants.

———

The warmth from Bucky’s back made your heart feel a little warm. I need to cook something for him and thank him was the last thing you thought of before you thought of before you fell asleep again.

A strange sensation coming from your stomach brings you back to your senses. It feels like something is rampaging inside your stomach, trying to come out of your body as soon as possible. But Bucky is carrying you at the moment, and you don’t really want to vomit on him (especially after all the trouble that he’s been through).

With all the strength that you can muster, you try to at least warn him. “I feel sick.”

“Can you hold on to it a little while longer?” His voice didn’t sound tired on the contrary it sounded kind and sweet, even after carrying you on his back from the car to their apartment unit. “We’re just a few steps away from our room. Alright, doll?”

“Mmhmm.” You muttered.

A few moments later, you can hear the shuffling of the keys and the sound of the door opening. Bucky’s movements were snappy. He was careful not to make you feel even more sick. He puts you down slowly in front of the toilet bowl. You position your head above the bowl to make sure that whatever comes out of your mouth will go straight into the bowl. Bucky gathers your hair and ties it in a messy bun. He also made sure to include the stray hair strands in front of your face. With his free hand, he caresses your back while you were vomiting.

With the towel that Bucky handed you, you wipe your mouth. You gargled away the aftertaste in your mouth with the glass of water that he handed you.

“I’ll just get a shirt for you to change in. Wait here, okay?” Bucky remarks.

After a few minutes, Bucky hands you a black shirt.

“Do you need help in changing?” He asks.

You tried to show him that you don’t need his help in changing and went straight to removing your grey sweater. But your right arm betrayed you and it got lost somewhere inside the sweater.

Bucky saw your struggle and chuckles. “Is it okay if I help out?”

You nod.

Bucky pulls up your sweatshirt, freeing your right hand that once was lost. He then slides the shirt in your head, and a few struggles later your arms were able to find the way through the sleeves (with the help of Bucky, of course)

You look up to him. “Thank you.”, you blurt out.

He smiles in response, and pays your head. “Any time, Y/N.” He swoops you up and carries you like a princess. “Now let’s get you to a bed.”

——-

3:11A.M.

A tap on Bucky’s shoulder wakes him from his slumber. With one lampshade on top of the bedside table as the only light source in the room, Bucky tries to find the owner of the hand. He sees Steve looking at your sleeping body. His expression while looking at you was melancholic, worried and frustrated. He’s probably blaming himself again , Bucky thought.

“Hey.” Bucky’s voice was low but it caught Steve’s attention. He had to take Steve away from his self-destructing thoughts.

“Thanks, Buck.” Steve whispered. “I can take it from here.” Steve smiled at Bucky, but it didn’t seem to reach his eye.

Bucky stands up, taps Steve on the shoulder and walks out of the room.

—-

An hour has passed but Steve hasn’t moved an inch from the chair where Bucky was once seated. The plastic bag containing a bottle of water and some medicine is resting on his lap. Steve can’t take his eyes off of you. The only time that he saw you like this was 5 years ago, soaking under the rain. 5 years ago you looked like you were in pain, but this time, you look like you were in anguish, completely burnt out. Tired of repressing your feelings, of convincing yourself that you’ve moved on… of being strong for too long.

Tom’s presence made a small crack on the walls that you’ve carefully built through the years to contain your emotions, and Steve knows that that small crack will only get bigger.

But, what right does a coward like him have? He’s just your bestfriend and pretend boyfriend. He wasn’t even able to protect you from Tom when he had the chance.

“Steve?” The sound of your voice prevents him from spiraling into his thoughts. He immediately stood up and walked closer to the bed. “Hey, Y/N. I’m here.”

Despite the pain that you’re feeling in your head, you try to adjust your position and push yourself up. Steve quickly moved to assist you. “Do you need anything?” He asks.

You shake your head. “No. Thank you.”

“Here.” Steve takes out the water bottle from the plastic bag and then the medicine soon after. “I also have something you can take for your headache.”

He pulls the medicine out of its container and places it on your palm. While you were drinking the medicine, he opens the water bottle and hands it to you after seeing you reaching for it.

Silence.

Deafening silence.

That’s what took over the entire room. It only lasted for a few seconds, minutes maybe, but it felt like an hour had passed. Neither of you tried to initiate a conversation.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Time heals all wounds. That’s what people say. And you believed that. Everyday for five years, you were waiting for the day where you can finally tell yourself that you’re fully healed. You actually thought that you’re finally free from the pain. You thought that you’ve finally moved on. Only to realize that you haven’t. You just built walls around your feelings. You were just concealing your feelings.

You weren’t healing.

You were just pretending that you were healing.

All of it…

isn’t real.

The walls that you built are finally broken, and like the water from a dam, your feelings start flooding your mind. A stream of tears fall down from both your eyes and after a few seconds, you start to gasp for air.

This is the first time Steve saw you like that, every wall that you built are broken into pieces. You are vulnerable…. fragile and Steve doesn’t even know how he can get himself to hold you without breaking you.

“Steve.” You say with a voice so low and strained. With just the sound of you saying his name, all the fear and inhibitions that Steve felt a few minutes ago, just flew out of the window.

In his attempt to put together your broken pieces and to stop you from failing further apart, he pulls you in an embrace.

You tell him of that day, the day when Tom left you, and how everyday you ask yourself what you did wrong.

“I- I thought I could do it. “You whisper. “I thought I was strong enough to face him again. I mean, I tried . I really tried. I just want to - to move on. But I wasn’t moving on… I was just running away.” Steve caresses your back while you allow your head to rest on his shoulders.

“Why?!” You start to whimper. “Why does he have so much power over me?”

One sob after another, you dig yourself deeper into Steve’s chest. Steve was silent the whole time, aside from the small “shh” that you can hear from time to time whenever he tries to calm you down, His heartbeat and breathing is steady and his embrace keeps getting tighter and warmer. It’s a testament to who Steve is, he’s someone who’ll always be ready to pick up all your broken pieces and hand it to you piece per piece so you can rebuild yourself again.

Steve is here beside you, always has been.

And yet you…

“I’m sorry.” You push yourself away from Steve’s body and look him in the eye.

Steve cradles your head on the palm of his hands and wipes away the stream of tears falling from your eyes. He shakes his head in disagreement. “Y/N, you don’t have to apologize. I’m here for you, okay?”

“No, Steve. You don’t understand.” This time, it’s your turn to caress Steve’s face. “I’m sorry because I…” Tears start to fall again. “I almost left us… our friendship…” You pause and try to swallow the bitter taste of the next words that will come out of your mouth. “... for Tom.”

A thousand stabs through the chest, that was what it felt like to Steve. He knew at the back of his head if Tom didn’t leave that day, then you would’ve left him. He knew, and yet, it’s still painful to hear it coming from you. His inner thoughts and fears suddenly became a reality. A reality that he’s not even sure, he’s ready to face.

Steve takes off your hand from his face and slowly puts it down to his lap. His eyes that were once fixed into yours are now nowhere to be seen.

“I - We - don’t have to talk about this Y/N. Don’t -” He draws small imaginary circles at the back of your hand with his thumb, while still averting your gaze. “Don’t do this to yourself.”

Steve squeezes your hand and you squeeze his, while you move your body closer to him.

“I know.” You take a deep breath. “It’s painful. But I have to.”

And this time, it’s your turn to pull Steve into an embrace, an embrace as tight and warm as Steve’s, an embrace that Steve didn’t know he needed. Because no matter how hard he tries to ignore it, Steve is broken too. And he’s been waiting for someone to pick up the broken pieces to help him build himself up again, and deep inside he wanted that someone to be you .

“I’m sorry, Steve.” You apologize again.

Steve tilts his head a little to stop something from falling from his eyes and breathes out the air that he didn’t realize he’s been holding on for a long time. Steve raises his hand, a few centimeters at a time to hug you back and pull you closer to him.

You smile at the gesture. “I promise I won’t leave you like that again.”

Steve smiles as well, finally allowing a tear to fall from his blue eyes.

“I promise I won’t let you.”

One door closes, two windows open.

Part 8

A/N: So, how was it?? When I started this fic a few years ago, I never meant to go down this route. This was supposed to be a light-hearted, on-the-surface level of romance, without necessarily tapping into deep human emotions. I didn't expect to use the title that way, as well (I hope some of you liked that!). Also, I'm happy that I get to write that closure for Steve, I wanted it to be done with less words spoken and just more intimacy, in a way. Hehe. That's all! In the next chapter, we might finally get a one-on-one talk with Tom, and we'll get to know why tf did she leave the reader.

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Bucky Barnes Library 2

My favorite fics about Sergeant James "Bucky" Barnes

Started: 08/10/2021

Last Update: 09/14/2021

Total Works: 35

Masterlist Part 1

Stay by @celestialbarnes

Long overdue by @angelkurenai

Swipe Right by @propertyofpoeandbucky

the world’s a little blurry by @summergrls

Cuddles by @basslinedweller

“Did you honestly think I wouldn’t figure it out?” by @wakandasoldier

THE DORA MILAJE by @spidermandes

As Of 1949

“You’re in love with her.” by @givemea-dam-break

“We can’t be friends. I can not just be your friend.” by @xfandomwritingsx

NYX by @allisonbaelfire

Borrowed Apples by @dizzydancingdreamer

Honor You by @blissfullylostinarabbithole

The Keychain by @marvelettesassemblenow

The Long Way Home by @imhereforbvcky

Tech problems by @subwaysurf45

Bucky figuring out that the reader has a public sex kink by @sableseb

"Doll. After I just-. You need to give me five minutes." by @angrythingstarlight

See the World the Way You Do by @vanderlustwords

Elevator Escapades by @cupids-crystals

daisy chain by @belowva

One Rule by @wicked-mind

Find Me

A Good Look by @idy-ll-ique

Keep Me Cool by @chouettedubois

Stay Until The Rain Stops by @swtltlmrvlgrl

Divine Violence by @hellsenthero

Notebook by @softlybarnes

connection by @rodrigossour

That’s My Girl! @scrumptious-delusion

Series

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Is it Real? (End)

Chapter Summary:  "The end."

Pairing:  Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning/s:  Break up; Heartache

Number of Words: 1,567

Y/N = Your Name

Part 1 - Part 2- Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 (End)

Tom leads the way and you follow suit - making sure there's enough distance between you two. He walks through the streets, into the park and stands in front of a bench - the same bench where you sat down with Steve and admitted that you still loved Tom. He turns to you, motions his hands and points at the bench, as if telling you to sit down.

“You really like being in control, don’t you?” Tom was taken aback by your comment.

“Y/N.” He responds as calmly as possible. “I just want to talk.”

“I think we’re way past the talking stage, Tom. Or do I have to remind you that it’s been five years since you left me with just a note.” You rebut.

“Please.” Tom reaches out for your hand, but you quickly take it away. He sighs in defeat and puts his hand in his pocket, shuffles his hand a little and slowly slides it up. By the time his hands were fully out of his pocket, you can see sandwiched between his thumb and his index finger, a small object.

A ring.

He raises it up at the same level as your chest, like he’s handing it to you… like he’s waiting for you to take it.

Is that small object supposed to make me shut up?

Am I supposed to forgive him because of this?

You can feel the anger that you’ve been trying to suppress all these years, boiling at the pits of your stomach. The heat from your stomach rushes through your veins and into your hands. One moment your arm is resting at your side, and then the next moment you feel the palm of your hand burn from the collision with Tom’s cheeks. You slapped him, and truth be told, it felt good.

The silence after the slap dragged on for what felt like a long time. Tom slowly puts down his ring-bearing hand on his side.

“I was planning to propose to you.” He breaks the silence. “I came to the restaurant early, an hour early actually, and you know me, Y/N, I’m never late...and then I - “ He clears his throat. “I started thinking about the future with you and then I suddenly felt unready, I felt scared. I wanted to run away.”

“And you did.” You cut him off.

“And I did.” He echoes your comment. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I hope you understand.”

“Understand.” You repeat Tom’s last word, leaving a bitter taste on your mouth. “For five freaking years, Tom. I’ve been trying to understand you. I’ve been trying to defend you.” Your voice is louder and clearer now. “But did you even stop to think -” You pause for a moment. ”Did you even stop and try to understand me?” You scoff and point your finger and push it in his chest, you push as hard as you could to make him feel this pain, the pain. “Why am I even asking? Of course, you didn’t. Because if you did, we wouldn't need to have this conversation now, won’t we?”

Tom holds your hand and tries to calm you down. “Listen. Listen to me, Y/N. The fact that you’re affected by this, the fact that you’re still hurt, right now. That means you still have feelings for me. Maybe… you still love me. Maybe … we can try again.”

You raise your eyebrows, shake your head in disagreement and pull your hand away in disgust. “Do you even hear what you’re saying?” You respond, exasperated. “But you know what, okay. I’ll make this clear for you. The reason I’m hurt right now is not because of you.” Tears start to fall, and you take a deep breath. You’ve been depriving yourself of this confession. Being left behind by Tom is painful, but admitting the truth is worse.

“It’s because of me, because I chose you over me. Everyday I was scared too, Tom. I was insecure that I was not good enough for you, or if I’m good enough now, what about the future, will I still be good enough? That’s why I listened to you. I followed you. I tried to be the best version of a girlfriend for you. Heck! I was even ready to leave my best friend for you.” You wipe away the tears from your eyes. “And I was stupid, I was so stupid to think that even if I was scared of the future, I will always have you with me. But joke’s on me.” You stand up straight and move closer to him, making sure that he’ll hear every single word that you’ll say “One time, Tom. ONE TIME.” Your voice is loud and steady, confident and powerful. “You got scared one time and that’s all it took for you to leave me.” You put emphasis on the last two words, to rub it on Tom’s face for the hundredth time.

Silence.

You can hear the loud beating of your own heart. Breathing becomes difficult. You sit down and rest your elbows on your thighs as you try to take slow, steady and deep breaths.

Tom is standing like a statue, probably surprised by your burst of anger. You never had this kind of fight when the two of you were together. He had never seen you this angry before, whenever you had misunderstandings you would always talk it out. Whenever you felt like you did something wrong you would apologize immediately. Whenever he does something wrong, you will always make him understand how he hurt you.

The two of you dealt with your issues diplomatically, calmly.

But was it really the two of you dealing with the issues, or was it just you?

Tom sits down at the bench beside you and starts speaking. “When I thought of building this future with you, my mind just went blank and I wasn’t used to that. You know me, Y/N. I know you do. I always have plans. I have visions.” Tom’s voice was shaking, you can tell that he’s on the verge of crying. “At that time, they all just disappeared, I didn’t know what to do and it terrified the shit out of me.”

“Maybe the reason you didn’t see it, is because we weren’t supposed to have it. That future isn’t supposed to exist.” You answer him with conviction, and finality.

“Please don’t do this Y/N.” Tom moves closer to you. “I only did that because I thought I was doing what’s best for us.”

You look at Tom, straight into his eyes. There was something shining from his eyes but you did not feel the need to wipe it away. You did not feel the need to hug him, to protect him… to love him. “That's the point isn’t it, Tom. You always make it seem like you’re always doing what’s best for us. But it always has been about what’s best for you , what’s convenient for you.”

You stand and position yourself in front Tom. “This time I’m doing what’s best for me. And right now, the best for me is not having you in my life.”

“Y/N. Please.” Tom reaches for your hand in desperation, and for the last time, you pull your hand away.

“This is the end.”

You turn your back on him and walk away.

This is the end.

-----

So this is what freedom feels like. The shackles that you’ve been dragging for the past few years, preventing you from moving forward are now gone. Your steps feel lighter, as if you’re flying.

You see Steve, across the street, standing in front of the apartment building. You don’t even know why but your legs start moving as you run towards him, as fast as you can.

You’re happy, joyful, and free and you want to celebrate every moment of it with Steve.

Steve’s sees you and opens his arms wide.You jump at him and he catches you, causing the two of you to giggle.

“Someone’s feeling giddy today.” Steve says.

You laugh. “I’m just happy to see you.”

Steve pulls his head back to look at you. “You were?” You can see his eyebrows rising to taunt you. You lightly punch his chest in retaliation and the two of you start giggling again.

kThe two of you allowed that moment to linger for a few more moments, you and Steve just looking at each other’s eyes, with pure joy and happiness evident in each other’s eyes. Just being together, feeling each other’s warmth.”

“Were you waiting for someone?” You ask, almost a whisper, while still looking at his blue eyes.

You notice Steve’s smile growing bigger. The way he looks at you feels warmer and kinder and … full of love. It’s the same blue eyes that you’ve known for years, but it feels different. It made the butterflies in your stomach flutter. He caresses your cheeks and tucks away the stray hairs behind your ear.

“I was waiting for you.”

The way Steve says those words as if he’s been wanting to say those all his life, and you felt it. The butterflies in your stomach flutter more aggressively. And it’s not just the butterflies, your heart is beating fast too. You know what Steve is saying and he doesn’t need to say anything more.

“Thank you for waiting.”

E n d

A/N: Aaaaaaaah! I am so happy that I was able to finally, FINALLY, finish this fic. I started writing this fic 3 years ago. I abandoned it for a loooong time and now I've finished it. I know that it might have inconsistencies here and there but this fic really witnessed A LOT of things that I went through irl and aaaaaa I'm just really really happy that I was able to finish ;> I was actually thinking if I should end with an epilogue or something, but I really like ending my stories with beginnings. ( I don't know if anybody ever noticed that but yep fun fact!)

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[irndad]

Can I please be tagged in the next part if Fascinating?? Thank youuuu!!

yes of course!! im glad u liked it!!

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[ransomflanagan]

Tag game

I was tagged by two lovely ladies @capsgrantrogers and @erikisright. Thank you very much, my darlings! 🤗

Here we go! 

wind or rain / closed curtains or open window / bumblebees or butterflies / banana bread or cheesecake / tulips or roses / lemon & honey or apple & cinnamon / hillside cottage or city apartment / warm or cold / book or video game / organized bullet journal or cluttered sketchbook / smoothie or milkshake / sunshine or moonlight / relaxing or productivity / holding hands or back hugs / sunset at the beach or stargazing in a field / poetry or prose / candle or diffuser / longing for the past or longing for the future / vocals or instrumentals / snowy mountain or rolling green hills

Wow, that was on 100% complicated. How could you ask me that kind of things? It's really hard for me. By the way, that was a really thoughtful process, and I enjoyed it. Thanks again for tagging me!

Tagging: @clintfbarton, @cevanswife, @cevansnation, @dispatchvampire, @tonysstarks, @sarasnotatree, @bitcoins-world, @swtltlmrvlgrl (I decided to tag the last 5 people who followed me to express my appreciation to them. You all are the best!)  

#tag game #thanks for tagging me! #great game #about me

[james-bionic-barnes]

3, 12 and 15!! 💝

Thank you dear!!

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[paintedface]

our youth

summary: you’ve just graduated from high school, but what happens to your relationship with your boyfriend, bucky, after this?

pairing: bucky x reader

word count: 1301 words

warnings: a literal fairytale relationship

notes: this is a very belated happy birthday and graduation to my best friend @buckyofthemyscira , I love you so goddamn much. ‘tis why I made this so damn fluffy. also I’m tryna stock up on fics to post during my hiatus so if I don’t post any soon, then they’ll probably come in a few weeks. also can you tell I have no idea how american schools work?

alsO who would want me to write a series of fics for pride month??

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You can barely contain your smile as you step off the stage, your robes dragging a little behind you. You’ve suffered and triumphed through many years of this, and now you’re finally done.

Your smile falters a little at the thought of leaving all those memories behind you, all your friends, but you’ve got a whole new chapter in front of you. You hold your diploma closer, before heading back to your seat, engulfed by your family’s tight hugs.

It seems like hours later till you’ve finished taking photos with all your friends, and you’re just glad that you wore waterproof makeup, because your eyes are definitely not dry by the end of it all. The graduation party isn’t until tomorrow, but you don’t want your mascara to stain until you look like your eye-bags have grown to your chin.

The crowd is rapidly dispersing, and you look around, biting your lip harshly when you can’t catch sight of the person you haven’t gotten to talk to yet. One of your favourite people in the w-

“Hey, sweetheart.” A low voice says, right behind you.

You squeak, startled, whipping around to the owner of the voice. But your shock quickly wears out when another wide smile overtakes your face.

“Bucky!”

He grins, his eyes sparkling. He looks incredible, and so fucking handsome, his hair looking fluffy from underneath his graduation cap and god, you can’t get enough of this boy.

He pulls you flush against his chest, your family cooing at the two of you. You grumble internally, but you can’t be bothered to care when you’re wrapped up in his arms. “‘M sorry I couldn’t get to you earlier, I had to take a few photos with the guys.” He murmurs, rocking you from side to side gently.

“It’s okay.” You look up at him, and he rests one of his hands on the side of your face gently, running his thumb across your cheekbone.

“I’m gonna miss you, doll.” He smiles wistfully and you’re suddenly hit with the fact that Bucky won’t be going to the same college as you. You don’t know where he’s going, he hasn’t told you, but all you know is that you’ll try your damndest to keep your relationship alive.

“I’ll miss you too, Buck.” Tears are pricking at the corner of your eyes and his face falls at the sight of it, bringing you impossibly closer.

He presses kisses all over your face gently. “Don’t cry, Y/N, I promise it’ll turn out. I’ll make sure of it.”

“Promise?” Your voice quivers slightly, but he nods, tilting your chin up.

“I promise.” He leans in, and when his lips connect with yours, you know that you’ll be okay.

The graduation party is in full swing, and you’re currently sitting on the couch in the dark corner with Wanda and Nat, who are nursing their drinks and waiting for their boys to arrive, just like you.

A notification pops up on your phone and you sigh, picking it up and expecting just another Facebook message from one of your group chats.

You crinkle your brows when you see it’s a forwarded email from Bucky, clicking on it to read it.

Oh my god. You recognise the college symbol at the top of the email at once, and fucking hell, your heart is in your throat as you read the rest of the email. After reading it again and again, you stand up, almost knocking over Wanda’s drink in your haste.

You try to weave through the crowds, thankful that it’s relatively civilised.

“Steve!” You yell to the blonde boy, your boyfriend’s best friend, his eyebrows raising when he sees you. “Do you know where Bucky is?”

He grins at the second part of your sentence, and jerks his chin over to his right. “He just came. I think he’s waitin’ for you.”

You thank him quickly, before heading in the direction Steve had indicated. Your breath hitches a little when you spot him, sitting on one of the other couches and talking to Bruce, throwing his head back as he laughs loudly.

You stand off to the side, not wanting to interrupt their conversation, until Bruce catches sight of you. He taps Bucky on the shoulder, your boyfriend crinkling his brows until Bruce points to you. Bucky turns, and he smirks at the sight of you, standing up from the couch.

“Did you see the email?” He asks, stopping a metre in front of you. In response, you grab his shirt and pull him down, pressing your lips against his hungrily. He chuckles, wrapping his arm around your waist and nipping at your bottom lip as he deepens the kiss.

“I take that as a yes.” He murmurs, as you break apart. You smack his chest, glaring at him.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that we were going to the same fucking college!” You exclaim and he smiles at you ruefully.

“I wanted it to be a surprise. Plus, it was worth it.” Bucky’s smug look returns when he looks down at his rumpled shirt. You roll your eyes as he pulls you into a gentle hug.

God, you don’t deserve this boy. “I was so fucking scared that I’d have to leave you. Wait...you didn’t choose my college because I was going to it, did you?”

Before a wave of guilt can wash over you, for influencing your boyfriend’s decisions, he shakes his head. “No, it was my first choice for the course I’m going into. Don’t worry doll. But I gotta say,” He taps your nose, “it did make me a whole lot happier to know that you’re going to the same one.”

You grin at him, letting him drag you back onto the couch with him, wrapping his arms around your middle. He places his head on your shoulder, pressing soft kisses to your neck and shoulder and sending tingles through your skin.

“Buck, you gotta stop that.” You mumble, and he looks up at you, eyebrow raised.

“No.”

“Babe, you’re distracting me.”

“No.”

“But-“

“No.” Bucky nips at your skin and you squeak, making him chuckle and pull you closer.

“I love you so much, sweetheart.” He breathes, and you ghost your lips over his fluffy hair.

“I love you too, Buck.”

SIX MONTHS LATER

“Thank you.” You smile at the woman behind the desk, twirling your key between your fingers. Apparently, the person you’re sharing a dorm with is already there. Your dorms are mixed-gender, and same-gender, so you can’t really tell who you’re going to be with.

Heading into the elevator, you nervously play with the label on your luggage, hoping that you’re paired with someone bearable. Regardless, you can still request a room change.

The elevator chimes, and you roll your luggage along the hall. 3.1a, 3.1b, 3.2a, 3.2b…3.3a!

You insert the key into the door, taking a deep breath, and you push the door open.

“Well, well, well.” A smug voice says, as soon as you enter the living room.

You drop your keys in shock, eyes widening. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

Bucky laughs, his eyes shining brightly as he gets up from the couch, heading your way. “Nice to see you too, doll.”

“Did you request this?!”

He shakes his head, his smile widening. “No, I did not. But this has gotta be a pretty good coincidence.”

Shoving your luggage to the side, you wrap your arms around your boyfriend tightly, making him stumble a little bit, back onto the couch.

“Shit, Y/N.” He chuckles breathlessly, pressing a kiss to your head. “I pity our neighbours, cause we’re gonna be making a lotta noise.”

You roll your eyes, before pulling him in for a proper kiss.

I KNOW THAT MIXED-SEX DORMS ARE RARE, BUT LIKE,,, FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORY...

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[dreamwritesimagines]

Taglist x 2

Hi guys! Due to the tagging and linking issue, here’s the reminder that the final chapter of “Don’t You Love Me?” is up! Thank you!  

    @nerdgirljen  @bananzaa @fictiongurl @lovely-dreamer19 @probablynotstarlord   @im-only-slightly-psycho  @dark-princesse @bva14 @broken-pieces @petrashappyplace@swtltlmrvlgrl @imaginecrushes @attorneyl @missmidnightxo @letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked @uservalkyrie @screamimalive @thewhinersoldier @iamthemaskhewears @whatiswrongwithpeople @xheirjordanx @harjumus  @marss-anonymous @icameforthefanfiction @pandalandalopalis @daydreamisallihave  @masako-san @benevolent-dolan   @dollbitxhes   @kiwngsoo   @illumminated @xoxojanehearts @bit-of-a-timelord @thisismysecrethappyplace @justthewinterstarlord @staypastoral  @avengemebuckyy @mischievous-fairy @agent-smoak  @shamelessbookaddict @probably-not-star-lord @bvilla0@marvelsvalhalla @xinyourdreamsx @marvellousrunningbang @marchmaiden @neeadinghugs @fashionablepenguin07   @lovelyskeleton@meemz187 @minuialeth75  @leviathan-luncher   @me-an-anthropologist @eleanorsparkz @theevilchelle @waywardangel16    @love-for-fanfics @nightm1me @901seconds @maddie-laufeyson @loricwizardbluetoastedcake @jewels2876@dressed-up-just-like-z1ggy  @deadhero @the-real-kellymonster@geekandbooknerd @evilturtlemonkey @musicfreak180   @fortheloveofallthatsholy @saddadenergy @l0kisbitch @huntersociopathavenger @llamasatemypajamas @lacing-the-same-shoes   @supermassiveblackhope @kingbouji3@bethsugarblur @animegirlgeeky @theratchetsaturngirl @catsandbooksinafarawayplace @tngrayson @vibhati123 @moli1497 I hope you’ll like it guys! <3

[dindja-rin]

Oh WOW I have 1k followers now? I just want to thank you all, ilysm! I’ve never thought I get so many, I just wish I’d know you better.

But how do we celebrate best? Let’s start with this post, I’ll list all my dear friends here. Mutuals are bold.

I’ve decided to do blog rates please participate don’t let it flop if you’re interested please look at this post for details.

A-D

@aavengingbucky  @dorkychris @anothermarvelfan @buckv-barnes @anthvnystcrk @bb-bucxy @buckybubbarnes @blueyedbuck @bobinwales @bvckybcrns @buckywilsonbarnes @anthonystan @batmans-boobies @collegefangirl3791 @cairistiona7 @anti-socialcat945 @bucky-dean-sherlockobsessed @bbarnes @effective-waste-of-our-time @blond3bombshell @avengers-do-it-better @agentholland @awkwardlyprocrastinating @buckysmusculararm @captain-rogers-beard @donotfeedthings @buckities @clay-appuzzo-girl @captianwintersoldier @christopher-evxns @captaincentenarian @batsingotham @chrisisevans @buckayybarnes @captain-cable @buckysgirl1161 @buckysmetalheart @agentebarnes @buckybarneswintersoldier @cvptainbucky @buckybabies @buckyisthepuresthuman @bluesteelstan @cuddlybuchanan @dream-as-big-as-the-midnight-sky @buckbarners @andbarnes @buckysbrns @bucky--brnes @abuckyrogersworld @chookier  @bucki-barnes @captainvkirk @darlingbarnes @cevansseabass @buckysb-tch @buckyitsbae @buckys-islandgirl @doolittlelaiiza @bucknasty-buchanan @bitchingwintersoldier @cptnbcky @captainbuckyjamesbarnes @buckyjbb @buckys-amethyst-world @captainbucky-barnes @bucky-barnes-deserved-better

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I’m sorry if I forgot anyone

#about maj #oh wow #ilysm #I really hope I forgot no one #sorry had difficulties with the links =( #don't know if you all got notified

[swtltlmrvlgrl]

Is it Real? (Part 8)

Chapter Summary:  "One door closes, two windows open."

Pairing:  Steve Rogers  X Reader

Warning/s:  Moving on; Annoying friend (?)

Number of Words: 1,329

A/N: After the heavy previous chapters, this is more light because I wanted to narrate how the conversation from the previous chapters affected Steve and reader. This is not as emotionally eventful as the previous chapter but I really love how this turned out for the characters.

Y/N = Your Name

Part 1 - Part 2- Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 (End)

Lighter.

That’s what it feels like.

For a very long time, you’ve been building walls so high up that you didn’t even notice the amount of emotions that have accumulated through the years. All those years you’ve been protecting those walls - enforcing it, strengthening it, making sure that it won’t fall down and break, but those walls had to fall down, to break to pieces and turn into dust. Because no matter how hard you try to make it strong and sturdy, if it’s foundation was weak in the first place, it will never be strong enough. But now you can build a new one, with a fresh cornerstone and solid foundation, and you can fill it up again.

Or maybe,

Hopefully,

Just maybe.

You don’t need to put up walls anymore.

With your head resting on Steve’s chest, you take a deep breath and pull yourself closer to him as you enjoy the rhythmic movement of his chest. After the emotional roller coaster that you went through last night, you deserve a few more minutes of peace before you prepare for work today.

“Hey.” You hear him say, his voice was a little raspy, he must’ve just woken up too. “How’s your head? Does it hurt?”

“Nope.” You answer. “Kinda wish it does though. So I can have an excuse to not go to work.”

Steve chuckles. “As if headaches can stop you from working. You love the children too much.” He gives you small and gentle pats on your head.

“True.” You giggle.

You push yourself up with your elbow as support and let out a grunt. “I’ll cook breakfast.”

Steve moves his hand behind your back to give you support in case you fall out of balance. “You had an hour of sleep Y/N. You don’t need to cook breakfast.” He says, while tucking away the stray hairs behind your ears with his free hand.

“Yeah. But I want to cook for Bucky.”

“For Bucky huh.” Steve raises his eyebrow. “Just Bucky?”

You lightly slapped his chest. “Of course, you’re included. But Bucky… handled the dirty deeds last night. I have to make it up to him.”

“The DIRTY deeds?” Steve teases and lets out an exaggerated gasp, pretending to be maliciously surprised.

“Wha - “ You slap him harder and push yourself up to sit down. “You’re such an exaggerated drama queen!” You laugh. “He helped me while I was spilling my guts out last night.” You say slowly to emphasize what really transpired. You teasingly grunt. “How do YOU have the energy to tease me like that early in the morning and with just an hour of sleep?”

Steve sits up, faces you and smiles. “Waking up next to you gives me energy.”

“Yeah.” You nod. “Can’t say I don’t feel the same way.”

Steve ruffles your hair and gets out of the bed.

“I can cook breakfast while you prepare for your work. You can cook dinner for Bucky later.”

“Sounds like a perfect plan.”

You jump out of the bed and the two of you step out of the room, where you were greeted by Bucky’s sleeping figure on the couch. You and Steve looked at each other, he gave you a quick nod and proceeded to the kitchen. You, on the other hand, tiptoed your way towards Bucky. His blanket was scattered all over the floor, you picked it up and lay it all over Bucky’s body. While you were pulling the blanket to cover Bucky up until his shoulder, you felt movement from under the blanket.

Bucky stretches out his hands and holds your hands. He slowly opens one of his eyes and moves his free hand to cushion his head. “You’re okay now?” He asks, his body moving towards the back of the couch to make space for you to sit in.

You smile at him as you sit down on the vacant space, he wiggles backwards a little more. “Yes. Huge thanks to you.” You chuckle. “I’m sorry you had to see me like that.”

Bucky’s hand moves up from your hand to your arm. “Maybe next time you can inform us that you want to get drunk, there is enough beer in the fridge, you know.”

“Never again!” You shake your head aggressively, causing Bucky to laugh. “Do you want to sleep or do you want to eat breakfast with us?”

“Of course I want to eat breakfast with my best friends.” He says, after letting out a yawn. He reaches out his hands, he’s asking for assistance from you to pull him up.

“There’s no way I can pull you up.” You are hesitant, but you still hold out your hands and wrap it around one of Bucky’s hands.

“One.” You say.

“Two…” Bucky continues.

“Three!” You and Bucky shout in unison.

That would’ve been a successful feat but you wouldn’t be Y/N Y/L/N, if you don’t get off balance. Good thing Steve also expected this to happen, you did not notice that he was already on standby behind you and he was able to catch you before you fall.

“Breakfast is ready.”

-----

After the three of you finished your breakfast, you went out for work. leaving Bucky and Steve in the apartment.

Bucky is putting the used dishes in the dishwasher and Steve is wiping the table.

“So…” Bucky starts. “You and Y/N, you two look unexpectedly ... happy today.”

Steve pauses for a second. “Yeah….” He smiles and continues wiping. “Thanks, Buck. For being… patient with me”

“Heeeeeh.” He walks towards Steve’s direction, flips one of the chairs - its back facing Steve. He sits down and positions his elbows on the chair’s top rail. “Are you going to tell me what happened or I’ll beat the story out of you?”

Steve shakes his head and chuckles, he stands straight and looks at Bucky.

“I’m ready, Buck” He proclaims.

“Ready to what?”

“Break the rule.”

-----

The day went by so fast, the lack of sleep (and thankfully a non-existent hangover) did not even stop you from reciprocating the children’s energies. The only thing that you didn’t like about this day was Dot constantly checking up on you.

“Tom’s also asking if you were able to home safely.” She asked during one of those ‘check-ups’. “He told us about a friend picking you up instead.”

“Yeah…” you answered awkwardly. “Bucky. He picked me up. He’s a very close friend, and Steve’s roommate.”

Aside from those awkward moments, the day went by pretty smoothly.

You lock the door of the classroom and proceed to exiting the daycare center. The temperature was a little cold, your hands seek warmth inside your sweater’s front pockets.

Contrary to the cool breeze passing through your skin, you feel really warm on the inside. Warm and light.

It’s been a long time since you felt this way, and you can’t help but smile at that thought. So this is what healing feels like. You’re not running away anymore. You’re just living your life, in the present.

One step at a time, you continue to walk and look up at the sunset-painted sky. You take a deep breath and just take in this newfound sense of self and you can’t help but smile.

As you take your eyes off of the sky towards the direction that you’re walking, you see a figure standing under the street light with his back resting against the post. You immediately recognize him, and it stops you on your tracks. He sees you as well and he walks towards you, stopping at a distance far enough that you can’t touch him, but close enough that you can hear his voice.

“Y/N.” He says.

You take a step forward towards his direction, and then one more. With your chin up, and your chest out, you look straight into the eyes of the person standing in front of you.

No more pretending.

No more running away.

“Tom.”

Part 9 (End)

A/N: Reader was finally able to face Tom on her own, with her own strength!! As much as Steve has been helpful to the reader by accompanying her in facing her feelings etc, but even if she meant it or not, she's been using Steve as her shield, preventing her from really confronting and facing the problem. Let me know what you guys think about this chapter! The next one's probably the last chapter and then an epilogue, but I'm still thinking about it! Haha.

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[paintedface]

my heart is his

summary: lance has always made it clear that one of his favourite things is sex, which leaves you scared to tell him about your sexuality.

pairing: lance tucker x reader

word count: 879 words

warnings: a lil angst, but mostly fluff

notes: this is the second in my ‘pride’ series! I thought that lance would be a really good one to do it with, considering his character. also ahhh, i’m not ace, so hopefully this is okay for y’all who are! 

also, I’m going away to europe in a few days, which is kinda starting my hiatus, but hopefully I’ll be able to queue some things!

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You were scared to tell him. Hell, it was one of his favourite things in the world, and you were about to rip it away from him. But you need to tell him sooner rather than later. And if he didn’t want you after that...then that’s not your fault. Was it?

“Hey baby doll, I’m home.” Lance says, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you on the couch, curled up in a blanket.

“Hi.” You say shortly, your nerves almost cutting off your sentence. His eyebrows furrow as he drops his keys onto the hall stand.

“You alright, doll?” His voice changes from teasing to a little more gentle, coming to sit on the arm of the sofa. You tense instantly, because god, you really do have to tell him.

“I…” You pause, tilting your head up to look at him nervously. You can feel stupid tears pricking at your eyes as all you see in his is adoration.

He brushes a stray lock of hair from your skin, his face falling at the sight of tears forming in your eyes. “Doll, talk to me. What’s up?”

You have to get it over and done with before you start crying so hard that you aren’t coherent.

“I’m asexual. I-I don’t h-have sexual attraction to anyone and I hope that doesn’t change...” You trail off when you see his face begin to twist into something you can’t bear to see. Confusion, anger, betrayal, disgust, and your heart begins to pick up.

“I-I’m sorry.” You manage to choke out, before dashing out of the living room and into your bedroom, shutting the door with quivering hands. You didn’t want to see what his expression would develop into. 

Fuck, now he’s gonna dump you, you shut your eyes tight, clutching a pillow to your chest. You love Lance, so much, and it would hurt you so goddamn much if he left you. But you did sort of expect him to be unwilling to let go of one his favourite things in the world - sex.

A few minutes tick by, and there’s radio silence. What if he left already? a niggling voice says at the back of your mind, and you let out a soft sob at the thought.

Suddenly, a quiet knock sounds on the door and you jump, your breath hitching.

“Y/N? Baby doll?”

You sit up straight at the use of your pet name, before you hear Lance clear his throat.

“I...can I come in?”

You nod, before realising that he can’t see you. “Y-yes.” Your voice cracks a little, but he comes in regardless.

He doesn’t look angry, and doesn’t have that expression on his face that you had seen the beginnings of earlier. Lance sits next to you, and doesn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you, to your surprise.

After a few moments of quiet, he tilts your head towards him. “Hey, I’m sorry I made that...that face earlier. I didn’t mean to look like I was disgusted, because fuck, baby, I’m not disgusted at all.”

“Really?” You can’t help but say, and he smiles, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.

“No, never. I’m just disgusted at myself, for forcing you into doing it when you didn’t…”

You shake your head vigorously. “No, you didn’t force me, Lance. You did nothing wrong, it was me that...that was wrong.”

He huffs, pulling you closer. “Baby girl, you’re not wrong at all. Asexuality is perfectly normal, so is aromanticism and all those other things. I was just a little...shocked, is all.” He gives you a rueful smile, and you can feel yourself relax, every second that passes.

“You seem to know a lot about these things.”

Lance shrugs, hand slowly carding through your hair. “Yeah, well, my gymnastics team is made up of teenage girls, I gotta know some things about it.” He says breezily.

“So...you won’t leave me?” You ask quietly, and you can see his eyes widen as he inhales sharply.

“What? Why the hell would I leave you, baby girl?” His voice is bordering on having an edge, as if appalled by the idea.

You drag your gaze away from his, looking down at your lap. “B-because I don’t really enjoy h-having sex, and that’s-that’s one of your favourite things to do. Also because I’m not...sexually attracted to you.”

“Oh, baby.” He breathes, at the sound of your shaky voice, and he gently kisses your hair. “Yes, I do like it, but it isn’t everything. I’d rather have you, my beautiful girl, than all the orgasms in the world.”

“Lance!” You exclaim at his words and he chuckles, rolling his eyes.

“You get my drift. But honestly, baby, I literally do not care less about sex, when I have you in my arms. You’re more than enough. And I don’t know why you’d think otherwise.” He says softly, pulling off his track jacket to wrap it around your bare shoulders.

“Thank you, Lancey.”

Lance’s smile widens. “Don’t thank me, thank you for telling me, doll. I wouldn’t survive without you.” He kisses you, his lips moving against yours and you sigh contently.

“I think you would.” You breathe, after pulling away.

He shakes his head, grinning. “No, I would not.”

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